Turn the engine off
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(flip it into neutral)
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barrelling down duncan hill
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leading to a tunnel
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(like a laughing tiger)
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swallowing the night and daylight
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which keeps us alive
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keep your car in drive
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[chorus:]
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yeah did you throw it away now?
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i tried to stop you
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but did you go your own way now?
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and at the tunnel's end
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(you will find a clearing)
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beneath the mountains open wide
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where we'll live like sheep
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very well fed
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and well trained
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to walk in single file
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walk for miles and miles
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[chorus]
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i don't remember how we got to where we are
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i don't remember how we got to where we are
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(must have blacked out how'd we get this far?)
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and i don't remember how we got to where we are
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Facing New York - Roman Son
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| Facing New York |
